CFSMS -Chapter 145

The snail rice noodles that Lu Wu made were extremely spicy. Although she had reminded the diners before they ate, no one took it seriously.

Especially regular customers like Qin Zhan—they prided themselves on their high tolerance for spice and said it was “no big deal.”

The result of overestimating their ability to handle spice was… a painful aftermath.

On the other hand, the sea tribe diners were different. Because they often ate raw seafood and had developed iron stomachs, the extreme spiciness caused them no harm at all.

The sea tribe followed Shan Ji away to discuss the specific details of their cooperation. Before leaving, they expressed their gratitude to Lu Wu in a very practical way.

Looking at the large pearls they left behind, Lu Wu decided that the next time the sea tribe came, she would offer even more attentive service.

For example—make it even spicier.

After a first day of testing the waters, and with everyone’s support, Lu Wu finished preparing her ingredients and closed her stall early.

Back in her small courtyard, she drank tea, admired flowers, and casually browsed “One Realm Link.”

“Paying a high price to find Boss Lu’s location. Online waiting. Private message if you have clues.”

Lu Wu happened to see this post.

The poster was one of her diners, trying to figure out her stall schedule to track her down.

Lu Wu briefly considered whether she should just reveal her location for money.

But when she clicked into the post, she discovered that someone had already exposed her current location.

“Boss Lu is setting up a stall at the beach in the eastern sea area of Yuanhai. She’s selling snail rice noodles and crab roe burgers.”

Seeing this, Lu Wu initially thought it was just one of today’s diners speaking up. She didn’t pay much attention and continued scrolling, only to find more similar posts searching for her whereabouts.

After the Tianjiao competition, her reputation had completely overshadowed other geniuses and become wildly popular across Nanzhou.

Even people from other parts of the Qingyuan World had grown curious about her.

What surprised Lu Wu was that the person revealing her location in the second post was the same as the first.

Then it kept happening—like it was haunted. Any post related to Lu Wu had that same name underneath.

That person moved through various discussions, enthusiastically promoting Lu Wu everywhere, deeply moving her.

But after asking Qin Zhan and the others, she discovered it wasn’t them.

“I swear on my ancestors for eighteen generations that the information is 100% real.”

“Who am I?”

“Ha, I’m just someone without love anymore.”

This style felt oddly familiar to Lu Wu. She clicked into the account and found the location was Xiaohe Town.

Alright, case solved.

It was none other than Lou Xiaotian.

Lou Xiaotian: I’m exposing this! I’m going to make Boss Lu’s business explode! I’m going to stop you all from monopolizing her! Revenge… heh heh heh.

Thanks to his enthusiastic promotion, many diners learned that Lu Wu was still in Yuanhai City.

“I already went home and you tell me Boss Lu didn’t leave? Are you messing with me?”

“My flying boat just departed—Boss, I want off! What do you mean I can’t get off? Do you think I won’t jump?”

“…Wait, I’m a cultivator. I won’t die from this height.”

“Never mind, I’m jumping anyway!”

Whoosh!

One diner ignored the flying boat staff and performed a forced free-fall maneuver.

Fortunately, the height wasn’t too high, and he landed safely.

“Lucky I’m still in Yuanhai City. I’m going to line up first!”

After the Xiaohe Village incident, some diners had become more competitive. Even though there was still a long time before Lu Wu started her stall, some of them brought small stools and waited on the beach in advance.

“Who said we’re here for Boss Lu? We’re just here to look at the sea.”

“Look at this sea—so big and so fragrant, like snail rice noodles and mini burgers.”

In short, the diners were in excellent mental condition. Lu Wu found it quite comforting.

Half a day before opening, Lu Wu stayed at home baking bread and preparing sauces.

The warm, fragrant aroma filled the entire courtyard. Next door, Old Li kindly set up a formation to ensure no passerby would fall hopelessly in love with Boss Lu because of the smell.

“Time to open up…”

On schedule, Lu Wu arrived at the beach.

It was daytime, the weather was clear, and the sea shimmered beautifully under the sunlight.

Yet Lu Wu’s arrival attracted even more attention than the sea itself.

“Boss Lu, I’m here again!”

“That ‘loveless guy’ really didn’t lie to me! I’m going to post some photos later to thank him. What a good person!”

Lou Xiaotian: Betrayed and ungrateful. Truly inhuman.

Everyone greeted Lu Wu enthusiastically.

The diners naturally parted to let her set up. Once her stall was ready, queues quickly formed in orderly lines.

“Everyone, the snail rice noodles are very strong in flavor and very spicy. If you can’t handle spice, you can try the crab roe burger instead,” Lu Wu reminded them.

After all, it wasn’t the season for “flowers blooming everywhere.”

“No worries, Boss Lu! My stomach is strong. Any level of spice is fine—no problem at all!”

The burly man at the front thumped his chest in assurance.

With his build—he looked like he could slap someone to death—his words were very convincing. Lu Wu believed him.

“Extra spicy then?”

“Add it!”

After friendly communication, the rice noodles were scooped up. The moment hot broth was poured over them, the aroma mixed with pickled bamboo shoots spread out, causing many people to cover their noses.

Although they had read about snail rice noodles online, experiencing it for the first time was still overwhelming.

Yet no one left.

“Sigh, the world really is going downhill,” a wealthy diner muttered, rubbing his stomach.

After asking around and finding no one willing to sell their queue spot, he reluctantly went to line up.

People were getting harder to fool.

“Your snail rice noodles are ready.”

The first bowl was served, along with a crab roe burger placed on the tray.

“You can sit over there to eat,” Lu Wu pointed to the tables and chairs nearby—set up overnight by Shan Ji’s people. They dotted the beach, forming a unique sight.

“Bro, hurry up and try it!”

Someone from behind urged him on.

The new dish filled everyone with both anticipation and fear.

The first diner didn’t hesitate for long. He picked up his chopsticks.

He first stirred the ingredients in the bowl—the portions were generous.

“Boss Lu is really generous,” he praised.

But he still didn’t take a bite right away. The spicy, irritating aroma made his face already damp with sweat.

The broth was red, topped with a layer of chili oil.

These chili oils were specially made by Lu Wu. Once heated, they released an incredibly fragrant aroma.

And it looked very spicy.

Thinking back to his earlier bold claims, the diner finally lowered his head and took a bite.

The soft rice noodles split easily under slight pressure—pleasant texture.

But before he could properly appreciate the flavor of the noodles themselves, sour, spicy, fresh, and savory notes surged forward like a sprinting wave, striking his taste buds head-on.

His senses ignited—and then exploded.

The overwhelming heat felt like it was blowing his skull open. His face instantly turned red.

“Damn… so spicy!”

After swallowing a bite, he gasped for air, trying to relieve the heat.

“Bro, you’re weak,” someone teased from the side.

“This is nothing? You’re done after one bite?”

“Seriously, I should’ve gone first to show you how it’s done.”

The diners were ruthless with their teasing. The burly man’s face turned even redder from embarrassment. He wanted to argue but held back.

All talk, no action means nothing—just wait and see who’s crying later.